On 14th August 2013 I headed to Olympia in west London to meet up with friends at the Great British Beer Festival. Much as I love real ale, I have to admit to not having been to one of these events for a few years - partly because of scheduling clashes and partly because I... Continue Reading →
For years, I thought I didn't like gin. The taste was nice but the after effects were dreadful. I'd nearly always end up depressed and in tears, with a nasty hangover the day after. Turns out, it's only Gordon's gin which does this to me. As soon as I sampled another gin, I realised I... Continue Reading →
I'd arranged to meet a friend one evening last week, but we hadn't made any specific plans when we put the date in our diaries. I'd not really thought about what we could do, so just assumed that an evening spent chatting over drinks was probably on the cards. However, my friend had a much... Continue Reading →
Monday was a pretty strange one. One of my Swedish friends has been suggesting we all try surströmming for a while now but, with it being fermented herring, we were all a little cautious. I mean, fermented... that's like rotting, right? We were skeptical to say the least. Still, Magnus insisted, and so this summer... Continue Reading →
I remember when real-word meetings of online communities were fun. When groups of users from a particular website would get together at someone's house, a coffee shop or in a pub and discuss the things they are passionate about. The things that brought them together.About 6 years ago I met up with a group of... Continue Reading →
First posted on 1st February 2004. Most of the time, I choose to drive rather than drink. This choice stems from a time when I was the only one of my friends who could drive so I would collect them, take us all to the pub and drop them off at the end of the... Continue Reading →